The Unseen Architecture

There I am,
Feeling confident, 
Courageous as ever,
And ready to tackle the world. 

Within a blink of an eye,
My pupil is dilated,
Having tears stream down my cheek,
Leaving me as one under an attack,
Grasping for air to breathe,
I am somewhat losing self,
To an alienated self. 

My hope,
My grit,
Myself...
All but a mystery, 
Waiting to be rediscovered.

I lay down, 
In anticipation of finding answers,
Mid noon nap,
Expectant of sweet dreams,
[Yawn] Where's my pillow?
Zzz zzz zzz...

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